Date: Wed, 14 Dec 2011 08:24:39 -0800 (PST)
From: Christos Kastellanos
Subject: The Christmas Visitor/ Beginnings/ Chapter four
The Christmas Visitor
By
Christos Kastellanos
Chapter Four
Previously in chapter three:
Sean woke up early and had a nice warm breakfast waiting when Michael and
Mr. Reynolds came downstairs. He forced a smile to his face, but Michael
knew it was forced.
"My plane is leaving at eleven-twenty," he announced, causing Sean to turn
away from him.
"Are you heading out to California to see your brothers," Sean asked,
without turning to look at Michael.
"No, I have decided to head directly back to base and sign my enlistment
papers tomorrow," he said, walking over to where Sean stood, turning him to
face him.
"Give me a reason to stay," Michael said.
"If you don't have one already, then what could I possibly say that could
change mister no strings?" Sean asked, looking directly into his eyes.
"Right Sean, no strings and no involvement," he softly said, turned and sat
back down at the table. "You're flying home today sir, could I catch a ride
to the airport with you," he asked Mr. Reynolds.
"Of course you can, Michael. It would be my pleasure to take you," he
happily said.
"Mr. Reynolds, if you are returning to New York, could I hitch a ride back
with you on the company plane?" Sean asked, shocking both Mr. Reynolds and
Michael.
"What about your vacation?"
"I'll take it some other time," he said adamantly, turned and went upstairs
to pack his luggage.
"I can't help feeling that you both are making a tactical error here," he
said when he had turned his attention back to Michael.
"It's his life and his decision," Michael said coolly, leaving the man
standing there alone when he walked into the living room.
In the living room he retrieved his special gift that he had gotten Sean
and stowed it in is pocket. Sean returned downstairs a half hour later with
his two suitcases and a carry on bag. Michael and Mr. Reynolds were already
loading their bags into the car's trunk.
"I'll meet you both at the airport, I have to return my rental car to Hertz
Rental," Sean said, placing his own luggage into Mr. Reynolds car's trunk,
and then driving off before Michael could ask to ride with him.
At the airport, Michael stood stoically at the terminal waiting for Sean to
arrive. His face showed the hurt and sadness that he was feeling when Sean
finally arrived.
"So this is it then, goodbye," Michael said as he fought the urge to take
Sean in his arms and confess that he loved him, regardless of the fact that
they had agreed to no strings with their time together. He did not though.
"Good luck and make sure you stay safe, Michael," Sean said, extending his
hand out to Michael. "It was a pleasure knowing you," he added, as he too
fought that same urge as Michael.
Regardless of the fact that they were in public, Michael pulled Sean to
him, hugged him fiercely and then left him standing there. "Once you are on
the plane, look in your carry-on. I placed a gift that I forgot to give you
yesterday he said in turning, and then stepped through the metal detector
as was gone... forever.
Now chapter four:
Sean had completely forgotten about what Michael had asked him to do, so he
never found the gift until he arrived back home at his apartment. He was
unpacking his carry-on bag when he found the gaily wrapped box. His heart
raced as he sat on the end of the bed and unwrapped the box, gasping when
he saw where it had been purchased...the very same jewelry store that he
had purchased Michael's gift.
He opened the box and immediately, he began to cry. There was the exact
same pendant that he had gotten Michael. He pulled the small note that was
folded numerous times so that it would fit into the box and began reading
it.
My Dearest Sean,
I know that you and I agreed that there would be no strings attached to the
relationship that we shared over the holiday, but sweetheart I was lying, I
want all the strings and attachments that you can place on my heart and
love for you. I know that I should have just told you, but you seemed so
insistent that there be no strings, well I decided to write in and hope
that Christmas morning when you read this that you will agree to be my
husband.
My undying love always,
Lt. Michael Fitzgerald
Sean fastened the pendant around his neck, held the note to his heart and
cried aloud. "Why sweetheart...why couldn't you have given me this
Christmas morning," he cried out and then flung himself on the bed and
cried himself asleep.
***
Michael sat in coach and stared out of the window. His heart was aching as
he watched the ground disappear below him as the plane moved higher and
higher, taking him back to Washington D.C. where he would be signing his
re-enlistment papers.
"The fasten seatbelt sign has been turned off and you are now free to move
about if you so need to do so," the stewardess announced.
Michael got up and retrieved his carry-on from the overhead compartment and
then sat back down. He wanted to find his manicure kit to take care of a
hangnail that had been irking him. As he fished at the bottom of the bag,
his hand found and took out a gift wrapped box.
"Noooo," he said a little too loud when he saw the familiar wrapping on the
box.
"Is something wrong, lieutenant?" the stewardess asked.
"No ma'am, I just realized a very grave mistake I made is all. I'm sorry if
I caused you worry," he said.
"That's fine young man," she told him and went about her way.
His heart sank, because he had thought that he had placed the box in Sean's
carry-on, which looked the same as his, and now Sean would never know how
he truly felt about him. He opened the box and found the paper that he had
folded in it. He unfolded it and began reading the words that he thought he
had written.
Dearest Michael,
When you see this note and have read it, come upstairs and you'll find me
waiting to share the rest of my life with you. I don't give a damn about
what you said... no involvement or strings. I love you dammit and I fell in
love with you that moment that I opened the door and saw your handsome face
staring down at me. All I want is to be your husband for eternity, Michael.
So if you feel that you could and want to spend the rest of your life with
me as my husband, so then come get me. All that you do is that you get down
on one knee and ask me to marry you.
My eternal love sweetheart,
Sean Aiden Connolly.
"Damn... dammit all to hell," he muttered to himself as he stuffed the box
into his bag after he placed the pendant around his neck and stuffing it
inside his shirt.
***
Sean arrived the next morning at his office. He was in the worse of moods
and he hoped that Mr. Reynolds had chosen not to return to work, but took
another few days off. He unlocked his office door and opened it, sitting
there behind his desk was Michael. Michael quickly rose from the chair and
hurried around the desk to stand before Sean. He pulled Sean into his arms
and kissed him, kicking the door shut with his foot.
"I thought..." Sean began once they had broken their kiss.
"That's the problem Sean, neither of us thought, only reacted," Michael
said and then Sean gasped when Michael, in full dress blues uniform,
dropped to his knee, his hand holding Sean's firmly.
"Sean Aiden Fitzgerald, would you do me the honor of being my husband," he
said warmly, his eyes looking up and holding those of Sean. "I was such a
fool to have let you slip away yesterday without telling you exactly how I
felt about you. I am so deeply in love with you, so will you marry me," he
repeated.
"Oh Michael yes... and thousand times yes, I'll marry you," Sean screamed,
pulling Michael to his feet and leaping into his strong arms.
Their lips met and the kiss deepened as the two men clung so tightly that
it was hard to tell where one ended and the other began. This was how they
were found when the door to Sean's office suddenly opened and Mr. Reynolds
softly cleared his throat.
"Mr. Reynolds... I can explain...I...I..." but he stopped talking the
moment his boss held up his hand to quiet him.
"I know love when I see it, and I saw it that first day when I saw you too
together and how you looked at each other. Now my only question is, can our
magazine cover the wedding? There is going to be a wedding, right?"
"Yes sir, but when we do it will be a private moment between us," Michael
said proudly as he gazed down into Sean's cobalt blue eyes.
"I do understand Michael, I totally understand," Mr. Reynolds said and then
silently slipped from the office, and closing the door behind him.
"What about your re-enlistment," Sean suddenly asked.
"I canceled it because I will be enlisting into a far better commitment as
your husband," Michael said and then took Sean by the hand and walked him
from the office.
Michael took Sean downstairs and hailed a taxi. "I'll give you five hundred
dollars and accommodations if you will take us to Shelburne Falls,
Massachusetts...in advance," he propositioned the cabbie and the car sped
off.
Michael kissed Sean fiercely, and he kissed him long and hard. Michael felt
the frantic rise of Sean's heart as its rhythm quickened and as his breath
left him. The cabbie smiled as he watched the two lovers kissing, viewing
them though the rearview mirror.
"I love you Sean," Michael whispered against Sean's lips.
"No more than I love you, darling," Sean whispered back and kissed him
again with all the emotion and passion that they were feeling.
***
Later that night, they found themselves back at Sean's home in the
Berkshires, and relaxing in front of a fire in Sean's bedroom. The hearth
was still gaily decorated for Christmas and the only light was that from
the fire.
Michael pulled Sean closer to him, tighter into his arms. Sean looked at
Michael, Sean was fascinated, no he was in awe of the man that stood before
him in the warm glow from the fire. Michael's lips parted as they captured
those of Sean and their world seem to melt away, leaving only them behind.
Sean started at Michael, and he felt a heat, that same raging fire that he
once knew, rage through him, consuming him completely. It was still there,
it had never left him and only needed Michael's kiss to rekindle it. It was
a fire that felt of something combustible between them, almost as if the
very air held a static charge around them.
"I love you so much Michael," Sean whispered against Michael's full,
sensuous lips and gently bit the bottom lip, pulling it softly out.
"If I were to live to be one hundred, my love for you would never diminish,
Sean, but only grow stronger each day that we had together," he whispered
back and then kissed him with all of the emotion that he was feeling.
Michael lifted Sean into his arms and carried him to their bed. Sean
pressed his face to Michael's chest, inhaling the clean male scent of him,
and Sean felt his pulse take flight at his throat, in his heart as he ran
his hand over the softness of his short hair.
Michael's fingers wove gently through Sean's hair as he pressed his lips to
Sean's and gently set him down on the softness of the bed. He stood there
returning Sean's gaze without faltering as his hands met Sean's and Sean
pulled Michael down atop him. The softness of the fire's light was
astounding, but not nearly as astounding as the man that was looking into
Sean's eyes.
"It's frightening Sean, how quickly we fell in love, but more so, how I
look forward to falling asleep each night with you in my arms and awakening
the next morning still holding you," Michael told him.
"Just when I gave up on love, fate sent you into my life, renewing my faith
in love," Sean said, his hands were cupping Michael's face and their hearts
seemed to be beating with the same raging beat. "Thank you for coming for
me and taking me for your husband," he added and fighting back the tears of
happiness.
"Well I'm not technically your husband yet...wife," he said and Sean gave
him a surprised look when Michael called him his wife.
"Wife... I'm not a woman," Sean sternly said.
"No but isn't it a wife that completes her husband and thus makes them
one?" Michael asked.
"Then I am proud to be your...wife, but only in private ok? Jason and Carl
would have a field day with that," he explained.
"Ok baby boy, you'll be my wife in every meaning of the word when it's just
us," he said and softly laughing. "Now how about we do less talking and
make love?" he asked and lowered his opened mouth to Sean's, again robbing
him of all reasoning and his breath.
Sean wrapped his arms around Michael's neck and parted his lips, as
Michael's moved upon them. They melted together as one until Michael
finally pulled them away, leaving Sean gasping for air.
"I've so fallen in love with you Sean, and I still cannot believe you said
yes." Michael said sitting up and back on his haunches between Sean's
spread legs.
He hadn't wanted to fall in love with Sean, for he had already been burnt
by a man that took his love and cast it away as if it meant nothing to
him. He had slept with Sean, fucked with Sean, but he never intended to
fall in love with Sean, but he had and he fell completely.
He was going to make love to Sean in the soft glow from the fire tonight
and for the rest of his life. He stared down at Sean and Sean was staring
up with love in his eyes at him...he smiled back, knowing that he had done
the right thing to go after Sean.
Michael moaned loudly as he lowered himself onto Sean, his lips parted and
ready before they ever touched those of Sean. He ravaged Sean's mouth,
invaded it demandingly and delve ever deeper into the warmth and wetness of
it, his teeth grazing Sean's lips as their breaths mingled as one, the
entire kiss so deep and sensual. It was raw, fierce and it laid Sean bare,
as it touched on a level so intimate that the very decadence of it aroused
Sean to a pinnacle of such monumental heights that Sean felt like he was
looking down from where Michael's kiss had taken him.
Michael's fingers were slowly unbuttoning Sean's shirt as Sean's did the
same to Michael's. Sean grabbed and turned Michael over so that he was now
sitting atop him. After Sean discarded their shirts, he splayed his fingers
through the silken softness of Michael's fur, pinching and teasing his
nipples.
Sean wiggled back, undid Michael's pants and with his help, he removed
them. Nothing excited Sean more that when his man went commando and that
was exactly how he found Michael as the glow of the fire cast a soft bronze
glow over his hot muscled body.
He lowered his tongue and ran it through the taut valleys of Michael's
eight pack. This Adonis beneath him was all his and he planned on savoring
the taste of each part of this hot Marine's body. Michael tossed his head
back and moaned as Sean ran his tongue up his torso, pushing his arms up
and licking the softness of his armpits.
Sean moaned with drunken pleasure as he drank in the sweet aroma of his
man...his husband to be. Sean was drunk with wanderlust as his tongue began
traveling again, seeking out new spots and new tastes. He licked, suckled
and bit on Michael's nipples until the Marine was screaming for mercy, for
his nipples were raw with sensitivity and Sean moved lower.
He buried his nose in Michael's trimmed pubes, letting himself become
intoxicated from the manly scent, and his tongue licking around the base of
his cock. Slowly he ran is tongue up the engorged shaft, ran his tongue
seductively around the bulbous head and then when he descended Michael's
cock in one gulp, Michael sat up screaming.
"Stop...I'm gonna cum if you move or even breathe on my cock," he said,
pulling Sean's mouth off and up to his own mouth, kissing him until the
urge to cum left him.
Michael rose from the bed; he brought Sean with him and hurriedly shed the
rest of Sean's clothing. Michael stood back and let his eyes drink in the
beauty of the man before him. He stood in awe of this man, still
unbelieving that Sean had said yes to marry him and that forever, Sean
would be his to love.
Michael looked seductively at the taut tall nipples that rose up from
Sean's chest and his fingers caressed them, urging them to a greater
hardness as his mouth lowered to them. His mouth clamped hungrily around
one nub as it sucked, teased and bit the hardened nub, sending streams of
desire coursing through Sean. Sean marveled how the searing touch of
Michael's tongue could send a liquid fire soaring through him and down to
his loins. But the fire did not stop at his loins, it burned its way to the
very core of his being and hovered where he wanted Michael's masculinity
most...his heat filled sheath.
"I can't take it any longer sweetheart...make love to me now," Sean begged
and suddenly he found himself being lowered down to the soft rug before the
soft burning fire in the fireplace. `Just what I needed, more heat,' he
thought as Michael's body lowered atop his.
It did not matter where Michael touched, he left a fire so intense, so hot
that it threatened to consume Sean, Sean had thought. Michael kissed the
long column of Sean's neck, his shoulders and even his underarms, leaving
behind a fire as his tongue course onward.
Sean had never imagined that a man's touch could elicit such fire, such
wild stirring as Michael's did, because as in love as he had been with
Robert, Robert had never inflamed his body as Michael was now doing.
Sean whimpered and moaned as ecstasy stole his senses. Sean felt Michael
lift his weakened legs onto Michael's strong, broad shoulders and then
Michael's tongue teased and then delved into the moistness of Sean's
ass. Sean arched his back and cried out, his fingers digging into the soft
skin of Michael's shoulder as Michael's tongue made love to Sean's most
sensitive spot.
"Fuck me Michael...I'm about to burst into flames and need you in me," Sean
begged, he cried and he pleaded until Michael rose, scooted closer and then
began easing his manhood into Sean's pucker.
Sean reached up, pulled Michael's mouth down to his and pushed up his hips,
causing Michael's cock to move fully into him. Sean sighed as he ran his
fingers over the coarseness of Michael's five o'clock shadow, knowing that
this man was his.
Michael pulled out completely, thrust inward with force and determination
until he had Sean thrusting upward, meeting his thrusts with his own. The
rhythm that Michael found had them moving as one as they moved ever closer
to that edge. He could feel Sean about to fall over, he backed off, hoping
to keep him dancing on the edge and yet, feeling himself about to fall
over.
Michael knew that he had held out as long as he could so he quickened his
thrusts, pounding almost violently into Sean's heat and pushing them
together over that precipice of rapture and headlong into the abyss of
ecstasy.
"Aaaaagggghhhhh fuck I'm cumming," Sean howled out and blasted hot torrents
of cum all over his chest, stomach and some even hit his chin.
Michael felt his cock being strangled and it was all that he needed, he
erupted with volcanic force, spewing his seed deep into Sean, groaning and
moaning as his ass propelled his cock faster, deeper and harder into Sean.
Both men were gasping for air and their hearts were racing when Michael
finally collapsed down onto Sean, and their mouths meeting in a flurry of
frantic kissing.
"I love you Sean. I love you more than I ever thought imaginable to love
someone," Michael whispered against Sean's ear.
"Oh Michael, I love you is not nearly strong enough to express the way that
I feel for you," Sean gasped out, still reeling from the euphoric glow that
still controlled him.
They rose from the rug and moved to the bed where Michael spooned Sean
against him and soon the two lovers were sound asleep.
***
The week flew by and soon it was New Year's Eve. Sean had decided to have a
party so that he and Michael could announce their up coming marriage.
"My God babe you have over forty guests coming tonight," Michael said as he
counted the names on the response list.
"That few, I would have thought it would be more," Sean mused and knowing a
secret that had killed him all week to keep from Michael.
Michael also had a secret and he had also had a hard time to keep his
secret from Michael. Unbeknownst to either of the boys, only Jason and Carl
knew both of their secrets, and neither was going to tell the other.
The food was all prepared, they had made love several times during the day
and finally they were showered and dressed. The house was gaily lighted and
the guest began arriving around six. Dinner would be at seven followed by
the announcement and then the party of all parties.
Dinner was finished and Michael stood up, lifting his glass of champagne as
he prepared to make his announcement.
"May Sean and I please have your attention," Michael said and the guest all
went quiet. "I would like to announce that Sean Aiden Connolly has agreed
to be my husband," he said and after a collective gasp, the room erupted
with applause, guests forming a line so that they could congratulate the
happy couple.
"It's about time that you settled down, bro," Michael's brother, James
said, grabbing and hugging Michael tightly before releasing him and doing
the same to Sean.
"When...how..." he began and froze when his brother Jake appeared,
accompanied by James' husband William. "Oh my God Jake," Michael was about
in tears as he hugged Jake to him.
"I'm so sorry Mike, can you forgive me," Jake asked, fighting back tears.
"There is nothing to forgive Jake, so lets forget it ever happened,"
Michael whispered, referring to how Jake had turned on him and his twin
when they had first come out.
The three brothers hugged once again while William introduced himself to
Sean.
"Thank you Sean, I have tried to get those three together and back together
for years," William said hugging Sean to him.
"When Michael told me about the silent feud, I needed to see if there was
anyway that I could end it for all their sakes."
"Well I can see that they will be forever grateful for it, Sean."
"Now that I have all my brothers with me, I want Pastor Wilson to please
come forward," Michael said and all eyes turned toward the young man that
all had simply knew as Greg.
"Why did you invite a pastor, Michael?" Sean asked, knowing how most clergy
felt about gays.
"He's the new minister at the Unitarian Church here in town," Michael
explained and introduced Sean and Greg formally to each other. "He going to
marry us baby boy," Michael announced.
"Ok," Sean said cautiously and looking at Michael suspiciously also.
"He doesn't know, does he," Greg said and smiled at Sean.
"I don't know what babe... oh my God no... you don't mean now," Sean said,
finally picking up on Greg's question.
"He does now pastor," Michael said smiling at Sean.
"We can't... there are preparations to be made and all." Sean reasoned but
Michael just smiled and the rest of the room was deathly quiet.
"Now babe," Michael said and pulled Sean to him. "James and Jake, would you
stand up as my witness and would you Jason and Carl do the same for Sean,"
Michael asked and the four men fell into formation beside the happy couple.
Sean stood there in a daze as the minister recited the vows that would
legally marry them.
"Babe, this is where you say I do," Michael whispered and Sean heard
himself repeating the two words. "I do."
"Then by the power vested in me by the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, I
know pronounce you married, you may now kiss your husband," Greg said with
a smile.
Michael turned to Sean, cupped his face with his hands, and lowered his
mouth down to Sean's. The kiss was soft, but a breath's touch and then it
deepened as Michael brushed Sean's lips with his tongue, causing Sean's
mouth to open, and accepting Michael's tongue into his mouth.
The room erupted with applause once again and Jason and Carl refilled the
guest's glasses with champagne to toast the happy couple.
"We missed it...its already twenty after twelve," someone shouted,
reminding the guest that the New Year had already arrived.
Everyone began kissing and hugging as they belatedly welcomed the New
Year. Jake stepped up to Sean and he smiled at his new brother-in-law.
"Happy New Year Sean and welcome to the Fitzgerald family," Jake said and
the sucked in a deep breath before he took Sean into his arms and
passionately kissed him.
"Hey... I saw him first bro," a stunned Michael said laughing. "What is
this, a gay kiss from a straight dude," Michael mused.
"About that bro," Jake began, reached his hand out toward this handsome
young man and pulled him against him.
"Derek here has taught me a few things about gay love making," Jake
confessed, his face blushing when both Michael and James looked at him.
"No way... not big bad Jake?" they said in unison and hugged their brother.
"After Carol left me for another man, I gave up on love and also on
women. Not that I went out and found a man you know. I guess I had a bit
much to drink so when this cutie cornered and propositioned me, we kinda
snuck away and used a bedroom upstairs. I must confess though, if I had
known that fucking a dude was as great as it was, I would have never gotten
married," he confessed. "You don't mind if Derek spends the night as my
guest, do you?"
"Not at all...brother dear," Sean said and now it was his turn to kiss this
handsome man long and hard.
"You've been gay one evening and now you are trying to steal my husband
from me," Michael said laughing.
"If he makes love like he kisses bro, I'm jealous," Jake said, laughing
also as he pulled Derek to him, locking lips with the young man.
***
Around three in the morning, Michael and Sean lay in their bed cuddling
close to each other. From across the hall, they could hear Jake groaning as
he fucked Derek. In the room adjacent to theirs, the headboard banged
against the wall as James made love William.
"I guess we are the only ones that are not making love," Sean said as he
snuggled closer to his new husband. "Have I told you lately that I love
you?" he said as he looked up into Michael's soft brown eyes.
"Not nearly enough... wife," Michael said and rolled atop Sean, sinking his
length deep into Sean.
"I don't ever want to get use to your cock being in me, darling," Sean
whispered to Michael and then kissed him. "I love you Michael," he repeated
and then Michael laughed.
"Michael...I'm James baby doll," he whispered to Sean.
Sean struggled as hard as he could to get from underneath him. When he was
standing, he slapped who he thought was James, across the face and hurried
from the room. He burst into the room next to theirs and he thought he had
found Michael fucking William.
"How could you...you bastard," Sean screamed, pulling the man from William.
"What the fuck is your problem," he shouted at Sean, just as the real
Michael came charging into the bedroom.
"Babe listen to me...I am the real Michael. I was just funning with you,"
Michael said, again Sean slapped him hard across the face and then walked
over to James, kissing him hard and long as a stunned Michael and William
looked on.
"Will, go on in with Michael, I'm taking this wildcat to bed and taming
him," James said laughing at Sean.
"What the fuck is going on in here...an orgy," a naked Jake asked,
accompanied by Derek, who was also naked.
"My God did I get the short end of the stick," Sean said as he grabbed
Jake's hard cock, stroking it several times to get it harder.
"Hey...that's so wrong," Michael called out.
"Is it Michael, it's no more so than what you just did to me in the other
room," Sean said, standing there and still holding tightly to Jake's
member.
"Whatever you did bro... keep doing it cuz this man's hand is working
wonders for me," Jake said and laughed at Michael's frowning face.
"Babe I'm sorry for playing such a sick joke on you...please forgive me?"
"After I finish with this, sugar," Sean said as he further tortured his
husband by dropping to his knees and sucking hard on Jake's cock.
"Oh fuck bro...you got some magic with this one," Jake purred and tossed
his head back, enjoying the sucking that Sean was giving him.
"Hey!" Michael screamed and pulled Sean away from Jake, causing Jake to
holler at him.
"If'n you can't handle your man, then he has a right to go to who can,"
Jake said, pulling Sean back to him.
"No, he doesn't, he married me Jacob Hiram Fitzgerald," he hollered back
and pulled Sean back to him.
"Stop already...this has gotten way out of control, and I am not a rope
that you can play tug-o-war with," Sean shouted and stepped away from the
two brothers. "James I'm sorry for what I did," he said to James. "Jake,
you take your man back to your room and resume what you were doing," he
ordered Jake and grudgingly he left with Derek. "Now husband of mine, you
come with me," he said to Michael, grabbing him by the cock and pulling him
from the room.
"Baby boy I'm sorry," Michael said once they were alone in their own room.
"That's another thing...I'm a man not a baby boy, so find another term of
endearment to use for me," he demanded.
"Yes sir," Michael said, saluting Sean and Sean began laughing, pulling
Michael to him.
"Come here sweetheart and lets continue where we left off," he whispered,
and again they laughed when the headboard began banging and Jake's groans
filled the night.
Michael opened his mouth and Sean placed a finger on Michael's lip.
"Don't...don't even think about saying it," Sean said and replaced his
finger with his lips.
"I love you baby...err sweetheart," Michael said, correcting himself.
"I love you too honey and don't you ever do that to me again, got it," Sean
demanded and Michael nodded.
"But it was so worth all the drama just to see your face when you thought
James' cock was in you and not mine."
"Yeah well, I still feel short changed with the cock," Sean responded,
causing Michael to lift up from Sean.
"That is so not right...so not right," he said pouting.
"Oh babe, what goes around comes around, so just don't ever do that to me
again," Sean reminded him, and in his mind he remembered Jake and what he
thought to be a fourteen inch cock.
"Am I enough for you baby...err sweetheart?"
"Always and I was just kidding, you can call me baby boy all you want when
it's just the two of us, ok," he said and Michael nodded, kissing him again
as he slid his cock fully into Sean's velvet sheath.
It was getting to be daylight when Michael spooned Sean to him and they
snuggled in for what was left of the night.
"Sweet dreams Mr. Connolly-Fitzgerald," Michael whispered against Sean's
head.
"Good night and I love you, Mr. Connolly-Fitzgerald," he whispered back and
soon they had drifted off to dreamland.
The End
I hope that you have enjoyed this little Christmas story. Who knows, maybe
in the future our boys will be back with some wild adventures and a bit of
partner swapping. I would love to hear your thoughts about this
story. Please send them to:
christoskestellanos@yahoo.com
Thank you, Christos.